I made an important decision, which was to pursue happiness. Rather than accept unhappiness.
—Laura Marling (via ikenbot)
It is true that I create over and over again the same difficulties for myself in order to struggle over and over again to master them but to continually struggle against the same problem and to continually fail to dominate it brings a feeling of frustration and a kind of paralysis. What is necessary to life, to livingness, is to move on, in other words to move from one kind of problem to another.
Everyone makes me crazy and mad. The more they talk, the more I get twisted inside. I sit by myself and they keep coming up with words. I wish I wasn’t so fucked up so I could talk to them, but I’m fucked up and I can’t talk to them.
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The Hand of the Desert and Monument to the Drowned
Chilean sculptor Mario Irarrázabal has produced two giant hand sculptures located in strange places. The first hand sculpture, The Hand of the Desert, is located deep in the the Atacama desert in Chile. The hand was constructed at an altitude of 1,100 meters above sea level. The work has a base of iron and cement, and stands 11 meters tall. The second hand, Monument to the Drowned, is a sculpture of five fingers partially submerged in sand, located at Brava Beach in Punta del Este, Uruguay.
Within the souls of the awkward and the overlooked often burns something radiant.
I am inside someone
who hates me.
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